How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

seriously fighting, but they couldn’t take their eyes off one

 

out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between

 

almost chest

 

be my appearance you’re at least

 

like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking

 

here, then? Hurry up and go back

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

resemble each other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between them. “Visit her tomorrow and

 

don’t participate in the stupid

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck,

 

twice her size,

 

why I was here, as I took in

 

for a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each other tightly and hungrily

 

and hopeless and wretched

 

eyes turned

 

only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in. I wasn’t

 

that woman smiled at me—a

 

chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move.

 

darkness. The man and the woman vanished

 

***

 

shining right into my eyes had me twitching, trying to blink it

 

the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to

 

Who got me here? What happened at

 

my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s arm

 

I wanted to cry.

 

next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back,

 

him in, my eyes leaving no part of his

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than

 

His voice was low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you

 

thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t really matter, none

 

had done in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all

 

my own body thinking about it

 

voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I

 

“What…?”

 

me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it

 

that had revealed itself to

 

realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling

 

always been

 

“Always.”

 

twitched in his jaw and his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you blind

 

I’m hated without doing anything. I

 

his eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of

 

cracking such a silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look in his

 

other arm was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his

 

and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck

 

why my

 

dream, but I didn’t

 

look at me like that. Because it’s not your

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant

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